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Post by ElsaMenzel on Mar 15, 2018 0:07:57 GMT -5
(Hi! I didn't see a joining page, so I hope it's ok if I apply here.) ○ ElsaMenzel ○ Ravenheart ○ Tom ○ 22 Moons ○ Warrior ○ Ravenheart is a slightly undersized jet-black tom with pale blue eyes. He is lean built, but his legs are more more muscular due to his upbringing. His body is covered with scars including several small notches in his left ear. There is also a scar on his right cheek. ○ Ravenheart is timid when you first meet him, and therefore is initially slow to trust others. When you get to know him, however, he is a considerate and caring cat who protects those he cares about. He would rather not fight his way out of a problem, but can hold his own in battle. ○ Ravenheart was born as a member of a mountainous tribe whose leader was cruel, so he decided to leave. After being discovered, he was attacked and left for dead. He wandered on his own for about three moons before collasping in HeatherClan's territory due to exhaustion. ○No mates or crushes currently, but I'm open to the possibility. ○ No kits currently ○ Maplenose ○ ElsaMenzel ○ Sparrowsong ○ She-Cat ○ 30 Moons ○ Queen ○ Sparrowsong is a lithe light brown she-cat with with a brown tail tip and brown stripes down her back. She has bright yellow eyes and an old scar across her muzzle. ○ Sparrowsong is known to have a bit of a short fuse and can be easily angered by snarky kits or apprentices who don't know their place. She can seem harsh at times, but it's with the best intentions so that can grow up to be respectable warriors. She can also be irritable with elders if she believes they are being too grumpy or crass. When her short temper isn't getting the best of her, she is brutally honest cat who says what's on her mind. She is very much an open book, and her views are usually black-and-white. Deep down, she has pride in HeatherClan and is proud to endure the moors, but you will never catch her saying it out loud. ○Clan born○ She was briefly mates with a rogue named Howard but quickly left him ○ Currently expecting kits ○ I love the layout pages. They're a nice touch. ○ Maplenose
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Post by BrambleIsBack on Mar 15, 2018 9:34:09 GMT -5
(Thornhawk was just accepted into another Clan that I'm in. Hopefully they don't take that coding as well x.x) Batear started licking a paw and running it over her ears to clean them. "Oh, I didn't mean to hold you up," she mewed, sensing Ashwind's urgency. "If you want to go back to your den, it's okay!" she assured. Ashwind shook her head quickly. "No, no, I'm fine!" She immediately took one last bite of the mouse and then smiled half-heartedly. "I needed some fresh air, anyways. How's everything been with being a warrior? I'm always holed up in my den so I don't do much." It was true, what she said herself. She always usually sent her apprentice out to collect herbs and she did everything in camp. When was the last time she did something interesting out of camp? With an inward sigh, Ashwind waited for a reply.
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Post by ElsaMenzel on Mar 15, 2018 11:33:35 GMT -5
(You're both accepted. I'll add you later when I have my computer. Feel free to rp!) (Thanks!) Sparrowsong-CampSparrowsong sat by the entrance of the nursery grooming her pelt, only to find moving around her ever growing belly more and more difficult. "Why must even the most simple task become almost impossible for a queen?" she complained. After giving up on grooming her chest, she stretched slightly and padded to the clearing of the camp, enjoying the sun. Ravenheart-MoorsRavenheart had woken up early and decided to try a solo hunt. He figured if he was already up, he may as well make himself useful. He took a deep breath, tasting the crisp morning breeze, but to no avail. He had been briefly informed about the territory and its borders, but didn't know the land itself very well (if at all). Maybe if I try near the forest border, I'll catch something there. he thought to himself. And with that, he set of toward the border.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2018 16:43:25 GMT -5
(Thornhawk was just accepted into another Clan that I'm in. Hopefully they don't take that coding as well x.x) Batear started licking a paw and running it over her ears to clean them. "Oh, I didn't mean to hold you up," she mewed, sensing Ashwind's urgency. "If you want to go back to your den, it's okay!" she assured. Ashwind shook her head quickly. "No, no, I'm fine!" She immediately took one last bite of the mouse and then smiled half-heartedly. "I needed some fresh air, anyways. How's everything been with being a warrior? I'm always holed up in my den so I don't do much." It was true, what she said herself. She always usually sent her apprentice out to collect herbs and she did everything in camp. When was the last time she did something interesting out of camp? With an inward sigh, Ashwind waited for a reply. Batear shrugged. "It's fun; even better now that the weather is warmer and prey is starting to come out!" As stated before, Batear hated the cold weather. Prey was never plentiful in leaf-bare and she always struggled to get warm whenever she tried to sleep. "Nothing too tragic seems to have happened recently too, so everyone is in high spirits. It's quite nice." Batear stated.
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Mar 15, 2018 17:45:00 GMT -5
Here )
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Post by ElsaMenzel on Mar 15, 2018 17:51:14 GMT -5
(How did you make the warrior profile out of curiosity? That's pretty cool.)
Sparrowsong-Camp Sparrowsong saw Poppystar in the clearing and decided to chat with her. There was no point in being a loner all day. "Hello, Poppystar. It's nice to see the sunshine again, isn't it?" she mewed with delight. The leaf-bare hadn't been very kind, and she was constantly chilled to the bone during that time of year.
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Mar 15, 2018 18:51:02 GMT -5
hey)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Mar 15, 2018 18:57:08 GMT -5
I want to rp Morningsun)
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Mar 15, 2018 19:09:53 GMT -5
whomever you want)
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Agender
Ymir crash
Planning to start and be on the forums alot like I use to do... hopefully.
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Post by Ymir crash on Mar 15, 2018 19:16:37 GMT -5
Otterpelt thought about the apprentice's question for a moment. It would be really weird; to have no prey or herbs from StarClan. "It would definitely be weird," Otterpelt stated. "But I think HeatherClan would find some way to manage." Otterpelt had faith in his Clan. They could make it through anything. Wrenpaw tail lift as he mewed "yeah! we are still strong no matter what!" his meow was filled with joy, he looked at the preypile "i should get some prey to the med cats or elders.. after all we need them!.. even if the elders ticks has to removed, i still dont want them to go" he looked for the most fresh or plum to give to the med cats or Cloverbreeze, before he could grab a plump mouse he saw some older prey should i check if its still not crowfood? he turned to Otterpelt "there should be an apprentice duty where we clean out the prey pile out of Crowfood, or prey that might become it soon! i would like that to be one maybe if it isnt that bad.."
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Post by BrambleIsBack on Mar 15, 2018 19:32:44 GMT -5
Ashwind shook her head quickly. "No, no, I'm fine!" She immediately took one last bite of the mouse and then smiled half-heartedly. "I needed some fresh air, anyways. How's everything been with being a warrior? I'm always holed up in my den so I don't do much." It was true, what she said herself. She always usually sent her apprentice out to collect herbs and she did everything in camp. When was the last time she did something interesting out of camp? With an inward sigh, Ashwind waited for a reply. Batear shrugged. "It's fun; even better now that the weather is warmer and prey is starting to come out!" As stated before, Batear hated the cold weather. Prey was never plentiful in leaf-bare and she always struggled to get warm whenever she tried to sleep. "Nothing too tragic seems to have happened recently too, so everyone is in high spirits. It's quite nice." Batear stated. Ashwind felt her posture relax and her body loosen up as she eased into the conversation more easily. “I’m glad everything is going well. The herb stocks for some time because of the clan being so happy and healthy, so good for the medicine cats too! Finally we can harvest some more important herbs now that everything is beginning to warm up.” She nodded along as she spoke, optimism slightly creeping into her tone.
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Post by ElsaMenzel on Mar 15, 2018 20:08:07 GMT -5
(Easy! Go to your profile, click on roleplay profiles, and you can create one! I used Google images for the icons.) Poppystar smiled at the queen as she approached. "Hello, Sparrowsong," she mewed in greeting. "The sunshine is nice, yes." The one-eyed leader glanced at Sparrowsong's growing belly. "How are you liking the nursery?" (I'll have to check it out.) Sparrowsong-Camp"The nursery is fine and all, but I miss the hunting." Sparrowsong admitted to her leader. "It's nice to feel the breeze rustle your fur when you smell the moor's crisp air this time of year." Sparrowsong sighed. She was excited to have her litter and be a mother to these kits, but she secretly wished that these kits could've been brought to the world under.... more glorious circumstances. Ravenheart-MoorsRavenheart had reached the border that meets the forest. It was amazing how the landscape could change from the harsh moorlands to a green, lush forest. But this was his home now, and this is where he would stay. He crouched and smelled the air, which carried the rare scent of vole from the forest. The creature unknowingly crossed through the forest into Ravenheart's jaws as he leapt on the vole with a swift bite to the neck. He also caught the more common scent of hare, and he dispatched it swiftly as well. Satisfied with his catch, Ravenheart carried his prey back to camp. He set the vole and hare on the fresh kill pile and started grooming himself.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2018 20:22:14 GMT -5
(Maplenose; how big are the profile pictures that you're using? I tried to make RP profiles but the picture wouldn't show up :') )
Batear relaxed a bit herself as Ashwind eased more into the conversation. "That's good! You and Quailpaw will love getting herbs in this weather!" Batear exclaimed, twitching her ear. Batear loved how the warmer seasons benefited the Clan as a whole. Warriors were able to catch plentiful prey, the medicine cat was able to gather more herbs, and queens had more kits that in turn would become warriors and medicine cats. It was a beautiful cycle that Batears wished would never stop, ever.
Otterpelt smiled at the apprentice. "It's good that you're eager to care for your Clanmates," he mewed. "That's a good idea, honestly. If you wish to go through the prey pile for rotten prey, then have at it. It'll save the other cats from belly aches and I think the elders would be grateful for that."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2018 20:58:55 GMT -5
( I go to google images, then I do the icon size)
Otterpelt twitched his whiskers in amusement. "I think rotten prey actually does help with herb growth." Otterpelt thought for a moment. "Something with the dead prey makes it grow plenty more than it does before."
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Post by ElsaMenzel on Mar 15, 2018 21:04:36 GMT -5
Ravenheart purred with amusement as he saw Wrenpaw sift through the fresh kill pile for crow food. "If only all apprentices were as eager as you." Ravenheart picked a fresher pidgeon for himself and sat in the clearing. He glanced around the camp as he ate. He wondered how so many cats could work together and not get at each others throats with arguments and little disputes. He wasn't complaining, however, because it was a change he was beginning to appreciate.
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Post by ElsaMenzel on Mar 15, 2018 21:06:39 GMT -5
(Well that didn't work. Lol.)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2018 21:53:37 GMT -5
(hmm.. i had a link change before, for a cat i think who is abandoned.. i might save them before they are forgotten forever.. new mission: save cats in my rps in my drafts) he held it high with joy "this will help the clan in more ways if we bury these crowfood nearby herbs that will use them!" he tried to storm off with it out of camp, yet fell right on his own face tasting the rotting prey. he got up spitting out the bad taste of it as much as he could, he mewed "i should be more careful when im out there, maybe before i go i should get help so i dont feel alone or like im getting attacked. Otterpelt came up with an idea that may help Wrenpaw. "Try moving it with just your paws," the brown cat suggested. "That way you're not tasting the nasty taste of crow-food."
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Post by ElsaMenzel on Mar 15, 2018 23:03:13 GMT -5
Sparrowsong-Camp Sparrowsong's eyes lit up with delight at Poppystar's suggestion. "Thank you! I don't think I'll be able to effectively hunt, but a walk would be wonderful." Sparrowsong could already feel her paws itch with anticipation, and her tail swished eagerly at the thought of getting out of camp, if only for a moment.
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